Sunday, April 29, 2007
Here's a photo of Marie and I at her graduation from the American School in Doha in 2000. And here's another photo of Marie at her graduation from Westminster College in 2004. This Friday, I'll take another photo because she is graduating from the University of Utah with her Master's in Counseling (with an 4.00, mind you). I'm so proud.
But wait, there's more. She was offered a full time position at Cornerstone Counseling Center, which is where she is currently interning. With two reasons to celebrate, I wanted to make something special for her. Something she could hang on the walls of her new office.
So here's a tribute to our mother (because, really, she is the reason Marie decided to pursue her chosen path). I thought it might be appropriate subject matter for the walls of a counseling center. You know, now she can show off her "street cred" to anyone who might be questioning whether or not she really knows crazy. Believe me, she knows.
I scanned in some photos of my mother from her 5th birthday party and incorporated them into this image. In case you're wondering what the significance of "The Art of Loving" is, allow me to explain.
My sister really likes to read non-fiction books about psychology, philosophy, and such. Why, you ask? I don't know. Sometimes she gives me books and sometimes I read them. Mostly though, I read the first thirty pages and then pick up something with an actual plot. I like getting these books from my sister because it reminds me how smart she is, and not just brain smart. Marie has gift and without her, our family would be even nuttier than it is right now- if you can even imagine that.
Anyways, last year she gave me a book called The Art of Loving by Erich Fromm. Its begins with a quote from Paracelsus:
"He who knows nothing, loves nothing. He who can do nothing, understands nothing. He who understands nothing is worthless. But he who understands also loves, notices, sees.... The more knowledge is inherent in a thing, the greater the love.... Anyone who imagines that all fruits ripen at the same time as the strawberries knows nothing about grapes."
If you know my mother, you know that she is neither a strawberry nor a grape, but perhaps a giant fruit salad, ripening all over the place. All five of her children have faced (and will always face) the task of learning the art of loving my mother (my father, of course, is the ultimate example for us). My sister, being the eldest and with her infinite knowledge, love and understanding, is well on her way.
So congratulations, Marie! I'm glad you've chosen to be a therapist, heaven knows we need one. If you decide to write a book about our mother one day, I promise to illustrate it. And I promise to read more than the first thirty pages, because after all, that book would be HILARIOUS.
Posted by Margaret Proffitt at 3:17 PM
Friday, April 27, 2007
The Tueller Shirt is making a comeback. And its about time. My old shirt is so threadbare and gross that Clark seems to keep his distance when I put it on. Its no wonder, this shirt has got to be at least 30 years old.
So in honor of this year's Tueller Family Reunion, taking place in Utah this July, I was hoping to revive this awesome classic.
Last night I downloaded a trial version of Adobe Illustrator (maybe one day I can afford to buy the whole thing, but who has $600 lying around?!?!). I was worried that I had forgotten how to use it, but lo and behold, I was able to come up with this.
The Tueller shirt is back in action.
Posted by Margaret Proffitt at 9:48 PM
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
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I took a Editorial Illustration class while I was at BYU and I had a lot of fun with this particular assignment.
My classmates and I spent way too much time making lame jokes about how the Palestinians ought to make lemonade if life gives them lemons, and other such irreverent ideas.
Posted by Margaret Proffitt at 5:48 PM
Sunday, April 8, 2007
I'm currently working on three illustrations for a story called Tug of War for the Core Knowledge Reading Program.
Its kinda a cute story. Turtle, who wants to be friends with Hippo and Elephant, talks them into a game of tug-of-war to prove his strength and equality with them. He tells Hippo to take one end of the vine and he wanders into the jungle to get the other end. Instead, he gives the other end to Elephant. Both Elephant and Hippo think they are tugging against Turtle, who is in fact, sitting at the middle of the vine eating his lunch and taking a nap. When he wakes up he cuts the vine, tricking Elephant and Hippo into thinking they lost the game and that Turtle is not so puny after all. Devious little Turtle.
Here are my sketches. The finals are sitting on my kitchen table, mostly done. They're due this Thursday so sometime in the next few days I'll post them. I thought it might be cool to see how I get from point A to point B.
My soon-to-be Intellectual Property Attorney husband would like to remind everyone that this is copyrighted material that can not be reproduced without my permission.
Posted by Margaret Proffitt at 9:50 PM
Illustrators are basically just graphic designers who know how to paint and draw. Many of them will end up working in that capacity at some point in their career just to make some money. Invitations and announcements are always in high demand, doodles and sketches... not so much.
So here are a few more useful items in my portfolio.
Two baby announcements for my beautiful nieces, Lexi and Addie.
And a valentine from Jan to Dan (I hope you don't mind, Jan!)
I really, really enjoy doing this type of thing so if you're ever in need of a wedding announcement or an Enrichment Activity invitation, let me know. I'd love to help.
Posted by Margaret Proffitt at 4:10 PM
Thursday, April 5, 2007
In honor of his return to the states, I'm going to have a guest illustrator- my little brother, Daniel Tueller.
Danny drew this for me during Sacrament Meeting at church one Friday in Riyadh. When we were in Saudi Arabia, our family lived on the DQ or Diplomatic Quarters. It was an enclosed neighborhood where all the foreign embassies and their employees lived.
So here's a bird's eye view. Houses, embassies, parks, pools, and more. I'm sure somewhere in there my other brother Christian is on his way to the Greenhouse to buy sweets.
Posted by Margaret Proffitt at 8:30 AM